"Hmph, no matter the reason, this person dared to come here, which is a provocation against the dignity of my sect. He must be severely punished."
An old man in black robes, with a dignified and domineering expression, spoke up with an arrogant tone.
He was none other than the disciple of the Ghost Daoist, and the current sect leader of the Soul Control Sect, Gu Zhennan.
After saying that, he instructed the old man in the green robe:
"Elder Sun, since this is a matter concerning your disciple, you should handle it yourself. Don't let the other party disturb your master's enjoyment."
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Elder Sun nodded respectfully, then strode outside.
The Taoist priest at the head of the table then looked at Yan Zhongqiao and said earnestly:
"Who owns the Kunlun Immortal Wine you just mentioned? Is it very rare?"
"Reporting to the Ancestor, the person who brewed Kunlun Immortal Wine is named Chu Mo, and he only auctioned off twenty bottles of this medicinal wine."
"Nearly half of them were bought by foreigners, while the rest are in the hands of wealthy domestic individuals."
"Because we were unaware of its effects before, we didn't pay much attention to it."
Yan Zhongqiao looked filled with regret.
Not to mention him, many people here actually know about Kunlun Immortal Brew.
However, as cultivators, the effects advertised by Kunlun Immortal Wine were not very appealing to them.
Therefore, no one paid much attention to it, never expecting it to be so magical?
Many people began to regret their actions and started to have all sorts of ideas.
Just then, many powerful figures inside the hall turned their gazes toward the outside of the hall.
With their divine senses, they naturally perceived that someone had arrived.
However, Elder Sun, who had just gone out, was not among these four people.
Many people looked surprised.
However, the most outstanding individuals among them changed their expressions and their faces became solemn.
Why is he here?
These people recognized Zhang Qidao, but they couldn't figure out his purpose.
The Ghost Taoist was equally puzzled.
But recalling his earlier statement, he had a vague idea in his mind.
Could it be that the authorities are going to stand up for Chu Mo and arrest Yan Zhongqiao?
This is a bit tricky.
But unless they have solid evidence, they will not hand over this person.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, but rather it's a matter of the sect's reputation, especially since today is their own birthday banquet, and they can't afford to lose face.
Representatives from the other three sects were all watching from the sidelines.
The Ghost Taoist pondered to himself, then led the group out, laughing heartily.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what brings you to our humble sect? May I ask what guidance you may offer?"
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